Yesterday I got confirmation that we will, in fact, have a place to live once we arrive in San Antonio. After the nightmare I endured with the first place we looked, I was worried. But somehow-I suspect it's because the employees have been trained in customer service-this place was able to get our application, process it and confirm our move in date in less than four days. On one hand it's exciting because I do believe this place is nicer than our condo and on the other hand that makes me sad. Isn't something you own usually nicer than an apartment? At least the pictures look good, I could be wrong I guess. I'm also a little nervous about the possiblity of roaches. This is not something I have ever dealt with before. And I will say that while I am completely capable in most situations I don't do well with bugs of any type. Especially in my house. Outside is ok, but not in.
I am so sad that today isn't Friday. I would so much rather work four 10 hour days rather than five 8 hour days. The way I see it is you feel crappy at the end of an 8 hour day and crappy at the end of a 10 hour day. At least if you work 10 hours you only have to do it four times a week instead of five.
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